Chapter 1: disclaimer! PercyXNico
Percy POV
Kidnapping the snobby brat was easy. Breaking him wasn't. For a pretty small guy, he was extremely stubborn. I didn't even have to go to the island myself. I just sent Jason and Piper, and they brought back a smiling prisoner.
"Hey! Thanks guys, I was getting bored." Nico di Angelo smiled. His face was smiling but his brown eyes weren't.
Still it annoyed me.
"Pay your respects to the captain!" Jason commanded.
"Please to meet you Perseus Jackson." Nico said in a condescending tone.. "My name is Nico di Angelo. No need to call me "your highness" or anything."
A challenge.
"Welcome your royal brattiness. I knew Hades was low on supplies of princes but he really got himself a small size didn't he?" I quipped back. Nico's face twisted into a smirk.
"And I didn't know Poseidon was running low on captains. You seem shorter, a little less handsomer in person. Aren't you a little young to be out in the rough sea?"
"My, you've heard of me..."
"Of course, the pirate captain known as the King of the Seas. I heard my father captured your first mate."
"What more do you know?" I asked on the brink of a temper.
"Nothing much, I'm locked away on the island. Thanks for springing me. Now if you'll excuse me..." Nico snapped his fingers, and the shadows swallowed him.
"Shadow travel?!" Jason yelled outraged. "He could've gotten away a long time ago but he was toying with us!" Furious, I spanned out my view, using the water as my eyes. Outside. On top of the mast. Ah ha!
I ran outside.
"I see, we're too far out of land aren't we?" I smirked up to Nico who was looking shocked at the top of the ship mast.
He promptly swore like an old sailor. "Your brattiness, you should seriously wash your mouth with soap." I smiled, amused a prince had such a dirty mouth.
Nico POV
I was free! The wind felt great! How long has it been since I saw the ocean? But if I didn't get back, Persephone's anger would go to my sister. Soon she wouldn't think turning her beautiful eyes into white orbs wasn't enough. I tried to shadow travel again, and felt my back sting. Shoot. After four years I was fairly sure I could handle anything but last night... I shuddered at the memory. I used too much energy. Not to mention the nearest land mass was...how far? The distance was too much, and I could accidentally travel into the ocean...from one prison and into another.
"I see, we're too far out of land aren't we?" Gods. I. Hate. His. Cocky. Voice. I swore at him in return. Every dirty insult that the clients had used against me, I used against him. I channeled all my years of stone cold silence and frustration, and then my years of innocence that I had lost. When I finished I enjoyed the shock expression on Perseus Jackson's face. Our charade of decorum was over. I had seen the anger and worry in his eyes. He wanted something and I was just a roadblock in his way.
"Your brattiness, you should seriously wash your mouth with soap."
From one prison and into another.
The next chapter might be a little graphic...
